On a sun filled day with a winter's touch, I take a walk around the lake Wondering if I'm caught in a dream, Or, am I wide awake? Thoughts of someone that I haven't met, I question, "Is this person real?" Next I turn and ask my heart, "Hey, what is the deal?" I really don't even know him, He is only but a name. Why do I feel like a high school girl? Hoping that he feels the same. I rush for my computer, The boy makes me feel so fine. There's something overpowering About that man at the end of the line. CHORUS ------- He makes me laugh, And he likes to dance. We both love the beach, Should I take a chance? Has my time finally come For me to truly live? The man knows how to love, And he knows how to give. I really enjoy this feeling, For this man who keeps on stealing My romantic heart away. As I wait to meet someday. Daydreaming in my hot oil bath, That's done by candlelight. Thoughts of him last throughout the day, And deep into the night. It's a joy just to talk to him, I've never opened up this way. Because that man at the end of the line Hears every word that I have to say. CHORUS ------- He makes me laugh, And he likes to dance. We both love the beach, Should I take a chance? Has my time finally come For me to truly live? The man knows how to love, And he knows how to give. I really enjoy this feeling, For this man who keeps on stealing My romantic heart away. As I wait to meet someday. B.G. Wetherby Enchanted Mountain Poems |